Acevona Sumner (![]() ![]() @ 2012-10-07 21:00:00 |
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Ace hadn't expected to wind up on a train. Honestly, she hadn't expected to wind up anywhere but her bedroom when she'd crossed through the door. Instead, she'd found herself in a bedroom, but it certainly wasn't hers. She didn't know whose it was, but it did look ... occupied. Not interested in being caught trespassing -- even if she had no idea how it had happened -- Ace was quick to make her way to the hallway. She slipped her wand free, holding it near her thigh as she made her way uncertainly down the corridor. She noticed names on the door, but most of them were unfamiliar, and several of them were ridiculously impossible coincidences. Sirius Black? Lily Evans? She was almost positive that Evans had been Lily Potter's maiden name, and she'd been dead for ages. She saw a Travers, and she wondered. She saw Lily Potter's name, and wondered if it was Harry's daughter. Finally though, she came across a name she actually knew. "Moore," she said quietly, ridiculously glad for the familiarity. She knew Tristan. She knew Tristan quite well, given their overlapping social circles. While he wouldn't have ever been her first choice for straight answers, she knew he was smart, and wouldn't fuck with her too much. So she knocked on the door with Tristan's name on it, and waited. |